My Sister's Love

I've been thinking a lot lately about my sister I didn't know She died before I was born and her name was Marsha Jo She was born in the fifties and soon after she turned two She contracted a fatal eye disease and no one knew what to do They sent her to New York where she received a glass eye But by then the disease had spread and they said she would die From everything I've heard of her she was extremely smart The more I heard about her the more it crushed my heart Because each time I did something I thought would make mom proud I would hear those words again in my head ringing loud I held my hurt inside of me until I was an adult Many times I did my best but I still felt the insults Then one night I had a dream and it was very clear We were in the church fellowship hall when I saw Marsha coming near I got up and walked toward her then she reached out for my hands She looked at me with perfect sight and said I understand Mama didn't mean to hurt you she loves you very much You have a very special gift with a very special touch Then just like that she was gone but my spirit soared above Until we meet in heaven I know I have my sister's love